Chapter 1501


    She thus bit the bullet and put away her pride, doing everything from begging on the streets and


    scamming strangers to dumpster diving and crashing into people for injury ims.


    Yet, she still couldn''t make ends meet. She knew she had to get a great sum if she wanted to


    escape this cycle of poverty.


    Even if Thssa herself wasn''t wealthy, Callum, a businessman, definitely was!


    Ten million dors?


    Susan was shooting for the stars with that request. Thssa was taken aback, finding Susan''s


    demand so naive as well.


    Callum was merely an acquaintance of her. How could she expect him to fork over ten million


    dors for her?


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    "Susan, Mr. Gordon and I have no rtionships. Why on earth would he give me ten million dors?


    Be realistic. The reality is you get the money you can. Let me go, and I''ll give you two hundred


    thousand dors. That''s all I have," Thssa pleaded for her life.


    Susan was in a very unstable state right now. Her grip on the knife trembled with hatred. A slip of


    her hand could end Thssa''s life.


    Thssa couldn''t die, especially not at Susan''s hand. She hadn''t seen her four little treasures in


    three years, missing them desperately. She couldn''t bear the thought of leaving this world without


    seeing them onest time. She was sure they missed her just as much.


    "I''ll do it! I''ll give you ten million. Just let her go, now!" Callum''s anxious voice emerged after


    Thssa finished.


    He stood with his hands raised, neither advancing nor retreating, his usually cheerful eyes now filled


    with anxiety and concern. He was determined as he said to Susan.


    Susan paused. She scoffed and said to Thssa, "You''re still ying duplicity as before, Thssa!


    Always saying you wanted nothing to do with Lysander, yet you were always by his side, being his


    prized possession. Now you say you have nothing to do with Callum, but in fact, you and Callum


    are already a couple and have slept together so many times, right? Otherwise, how could he agree


    to exchange ten million dors for your life without hesitation?"


    Susan said as she pressed the knife against Thssa''s throat. The pale, delicate skin was shed


    and blood oozed out along the de in a gruesome way.


    Thssa winced, trying not to move or breathe too heavily, fearing she’d lose her life due to any


    further aggression from Susan.


    "Don''t do this. Just tell me your bank ount, and I''ll transfer the money right now. Please, let her


    go..." Callum was distressed; his breath hitched and his plea was urgent.


    "Ten million is far from enough. I want a hundred million!" Susan suddenly decided that ten million


    wouldn''t be enough for the rest of her life, thus she raised her demand.


    "I... " Callum was going to respond.


    "What makes her worth a hundred million to you?"


    Before Callum could respond, a deep,manding voice cut through the tension.


    Thssa saw Rosalind rolling a wheelchair towards them. The man in the wheelchair had an aura


    of cold, untouchable beauty. It was Lysander! His sharp gaze passed over Thssa and fixed on


    Susan with disdain, chillness, and intensity.


    Susan''s hand trembled more noticeably now, her voice a mix of panic and anger, "If you don''t give


    me a hundred million, I''ll slit her throat right now! Let this worthless woman disappear from the


    world!"


    "I dare you to do it. She''s nothing but a discarded pawn. If she''s such a nuisance, then by all


    means, end her misery," Lysander offered.